Reason To Love
A/N: ^^ Tankies for your support, Starkiller! Heehee its good to know that someone's actually reading this...
Disclaimer: If zoids were mine, it would be longer.
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A streak of blood ran down Irvine's cheek. He looked up, glaring straight at his captor's eyes with both eyes. His patch had been stripped off long before, when he was first captured. The person glared back at him and whipped him again.
"*crack* TALK!!"
Irvine winced from the force. He could feel the burning sensation of his skin breaking in, but he refused to let the tears out. And refused to open his mouth.
"You're not gonna be set free until you tell us what we want to know." A deep voice rang out. Footsteps were heard, and another man appeared next to the first one.
"My name is Tero." He said quietly.
Irvine examined the second man. He had a scar over one eye and his auburn hair was spiked up. Slightly bulky, he had no other physical appearances worth noting, except his eyes.
His clear blue eyes seemed to pierce through Irvine's soul, seeming to be aware of every thought that was running through his head. Irvine looked down at Tero's feet. Timberland boots. Irvine spat at them.
Tero's eyes only narrowed. "I see we'll have to break your spirit first. But I'll ask it again." He walked closer to Irvine with crossed arms. Irvine made fists, but wasn't able to do much more, as he was chained to the wall.
"You were with the gang that broke into the Historical Museum of Careo. You took the golden stone of the Deathsaurer. And you were the only one that wasn't shot and killed by the police. So where is this stone?"
Irvine looked up and glared into Tero's eyes for as long as he could.
"Why do you want to know?"
"That is of no concern of yours."
"Oh so I guess the stone isn't important."
He grabbed Irvine's hair and pulled. Irvine winced but refused to cry out.
"You *will* tell me!" He hissed.
"Go to hell!" Irvine hissed back.
"My patience is thin." He glared at Irvine.
Irvine glared back. "I don't care about *you*."
The man stepped back and nodded at the first man that was there. "Torture him."
Irvine clenched his fists as the first man nodded back and saluted. He pulled slightly on his chains and inwardly sighed. This was gonna be a long day.
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Tero was furious at Irvine's resistance. He quickly walked back to his office and slammed the door behind him. Rubbing his forehead, he plopped down on his office chair. He glared at the papers in front of him.
Five years.
Five years he had spent, looking for every clue to the disappearance of the golden stone- the key to his triumph. Finding out what happened to it was easy enough, but no one knew Irvine at that time, except for the gang members who were dead.
Five years.
Five years, slaving over paperwork, spending billions of dollars on his project, building his underground empire, rebuilding the Deathsaurer. And the only thing left... was the golden stone... the one that can unlock the deepest secrets of the Ancient Zodians... the one that was supposed to have uncomprehensible power. And all of this was to be wasted if that stubborn ass didn't tell him where it was.
Five damn years.
Tero paused, and clicked a button.
"Sei?"
"Yes sir?"
"Does our young captive have any... love interests?"
"Umm... he's single from what I've gathered, sir."
Tero frowned slightly. "We'll have to get him one. You know what that means."
"Of course. With pleasure, sir."
Tero clicked the button again, ending the conversation. He smiled and chuckled.
"I'm too shrewd for my own good." He stretched. "This will be quite interesting."
Too short? Ehh. now I have a sense of what I'm gonna do. Heehee now I got too many ideas running through my head! Yesterday there were none!
A/N: ^^ Tankies for your support, Starkiller! Heehee its good to know that someone's actually reading this...
Disclaimer: If zoids were mine, it would be longer.
- - -
A streak of blood ran down Irvine's cheek. He looked up, glaring straight at his captor's eyes with both eyes. His patch had been stripped off long before, when he was first captured. The person glared back at him and whipped him again.
"*crack* TALK!!"
Irvine winced from the force. He could feel the burning sensation of his skin breaking in, but he refused to let the tears out. And refused to open his mouth.
"You're not gonna be set free until you tell us what we want to know." A deep voice rang out. Footsteps were heard, and another man appeared next to the first one.
"My name is Tero." He said quietly.
Irvine examined the second man. He had a scar over one eye and his auburn hair was spiked up. Slightly bulky, he had no other physical appearances worth noting, except his eyes.
His clear blue eyes seemed to pierce through Irvine's soul, seeming to be aware of every thought that was running through his head. Irvine looked down at Tero's feet. Timberland boots. Irvine spat at them.
Tero's eyes only narrowed. "I see we'll have to break your spirit first. But I'll ask it again." He walked closer to Irvine with crossed arms. Irvine made fists, but wasn't able to do much more, as he was chained to the wall.
"You were with the gang that broke into the Historical Museum of Careo. You took the golden stone of the Deathsaurer. And you were the only one that wasn't shot and killed by the police. So where is this stone?"
Irvine looked up and glared into Tero's eyes for as long as he could.
"Why do you want to know?"
"That is of no concern of yours."
"Oh so I guess the stone isn't important."
He grabbed Irvine's hair and pulled. Irvine winced but refused to cry out.
"You *will* tell me!" He hissed.
"Go to hell!" Irvine hissed back.
"My patience is thin." He glared at Irvine.
Irvine glared back. "I don't care about *you*."
The man stepped back and nodded at the first man that was there. "Torture him."
Irvine clenched his fists as the first man nodded back and saluted. He pulled slightly on his chains and inwardly sighed. This was gonna be a long day.
- - -
Tero was furious at Irvine's resistance. He quickly walked back to his office and slammed the door behind him. Rubbing his forehead, he plopped down on his office chair. He glared at the papers in front of him.
Five years.
Five years he had spent, looking for every clue to the disappearance of the golden stone- the key to his triumph. Finding out what happened to it was easy enough, but no one knew Irvine at that time, except for the gang members who were dead.
Five years.
Five years, slaving over paperwork, spending billions of dollars on his project, building his underground empire, rebuilding the Deathsaurer. And the only thing left... was the golden stone... the one that can unlock the deepest secrets of the Ancient Zodians... the one that was supposed to have uncomprehensible power. And all of this was to be wasted if that stubborn ass didn't tell him where it was.
Five damn years.
Tero paused, and clicked a button.
"Sei?"
"Yes sir?"
"Does our young captive have any... love interests?"
"Umm... he's single from what I've gathered, sir."
Tero frowned slightly. "We'll have to get him one. You know what that means."
"Of course. With pleasure, sir."
Tero clicked the button again, ending the conversation. He smiled and chuckled.
"I'm too shrewd for my own good." He stretched. "This will be quite interesting."
Too short? Ehh. now I have a sense of what I'm gonna do. Heehee now I got too many ideas running through my head! Yesterday there were none!